Peace on mars. I can’t tell if you are signaling tonight or if light language is muted in the delta between our stars, such that we must ascend together. Talking to you on the phone with you might make the moksha last forever. Nothing is better than falling in love. Peace with addiction. I can’t tell if you are gonna beam me into your abscess tonight. I can lick out the infection from the sores that time just might leave you when I go into the part of self that bears no light. Memory makes the moksha last forever. Nothing is better than falling in love. Friends as drugs, I can’t tell if you are gonna hold me forever or if breaking up connection leads the delta between my parts. The entire fucking animal is coursing back to ground, in which the moksha lasts forever. Nothing is better than falling in love.
Artful outsider post-pop with a lot of noise and a touch of jangle from one of Denver’s most forward-thinking musical projects. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2016